Usual Saturday chicken run for Mr M, with an extra helping of snow!

A beautiful landscape covered in freshly fallen snow greeted me, and the dogs, as we set off for a walk in a winter wonderland.

The dogs had a fine time frolicking in the snow, but time and chickens wait for no man, so we headed to Asda, picked up the goods, and delivered them to Mr M. Looking at the path, it was clear that no-one had been in, or out, that morning.

We chatted for a while about the upcoming football matches, and whether the weather, and coronavirus, will allow them to take place. Talked about vaccinations and testing, and tried to gauge whether there would be more snow before the end of the day, by studying the clouds.

Heading home, thesnow on roads and pavements was turning to slush...